January 16th, 2004

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*giggles*

i just remembered: we stole the shot glasses from revolution. :) very surrepticiously, checking over our shoulders, despite the fact it was too dark for anyone to see us. this was rather amusing and criminal at the time. anyway, at least now i can actually measure accurate measures of stuff rather than guessing.

also, can everyone on Collapse )please email me their current addresses. most of them, i have, but just to make sure... to tell you why would probably defeat the entire purpose...

thanking you in advance.
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random things

had another buffy dream last night. would make a very interesting fic if i could remember it...

it was very bizarre, now i come to think about it. most of it took place in a house, which was possibly buffy's, but also possibly not. and i remember the following characters being there: buffy, spike, willow, tara, giles, and andrew. probably some others, but they weren't important.

now, i know it had a plot at one point. and i remember (frighteningly) that spike appeared to be wearing a terrifying green anorak/parka type jacket. with a big shazza pocket on the front. we won't dwell on that. :) um. it seemed to be an episode. and i think they were... trying to trick buffy? possibly. i know that i saw the 'trick' twice over, once from buffy's point of view, and then again from everyone else's, so i knew how it was done. and she was pregnant, and it was meant to be spike's, or that's what she wanted him to believe, and he was being aloof and trying to pretend he didn't want anything to do with her. (badfic, ho!) she wasn't obviously pregnant. i think she'd just found out...

ah! yes! and then giles made them take a vote on whether or not she should keep it (because it was spike's...) and... she voted for 'yes', as did tara, willow sided with giles' 'no', and then spike finally voted for 'yes', and caused buffy to leap on him with a hug. though he pushed her off afterwards. this was apparently a good thing, though, a sort of defining step between the two of them, and buffy was happy about it...

and then there was this random bit where they were all sat at the dinner table, and they were trying to figure out how old spike was (which i think i was doing before i fell asleep, which could explain it...) and, for some reason, andrew was a vampire, too. and he was about 1000 years old. hm. except then they were like "you're not a vampire, nimrod..." which was weird...

anyway. then it was me, and i was upstairs in my room at home. and i thought we'd moved house, but all my furniture was in my room, and the room looked bigger, and then i realised we hadn't moved house at all. so i turned on the computer, all set to turn the manicness of the buffy dream into a fanfic (ye gods, my entire subconscious is post-modern...) and then it was christmas eve. and i was living with my grandmother.

somehow we ended up in an argument about something, that then turned into me trying to tell her that buffy wasn't anti-christian (or some such), which she wouldn't listen to. and i believe i was trying to explain because we were having spike over for dinner (hey, wouldn't that be fun?) but in the end we agreed to disagree and i went upstairs to sulk. and then i was trying to text him (?) or at least someone, to say please could i go around there for dinner instead because i didn't want to stay at home. and then she came upstairs and we attempted apologies, and after that i don't remember much. although i do remember gushing a lot about buffy and how it was more than 'some girl killing things'...

wow. bizarre.

wish i could remember the episode part properly, though. would make interesting ficcingness...

also, on the plus side, it turns out purging of any kind - including the projectile-vomiting-of-bodily-fluids kind - is generally rather good for you, as i'm feeling much better today. i was all full of the joys of spring this morning, but less so now it's gotten dark...